Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Beibei rushed forward. “Mommy!”
He spread his arms and embraced Su Yue excitedly. Su Yue couldn’t bear to reject his hug, so she hugged his shoulders. “Let’s go back.”
Both of them followed the crowd towards the exit. Suddenly, a tiny figure sprang out and blocked their path.
“Pretty sister, are you really Ming Beichen’s mother?” Xia Qingluo raised her head as she studied Su Yue.
Her eyes gleamed brightly and innocently.
“Qingluo, don’t be so rude,” admonished Xia Zimo in a soft tone of voice before she hurried forward to pull her daughter away.
Su Yue gently shook her head as she bent her back. With a smile, she asked, “Do you think otherwise?”
“How can Ming Beichen’s mommy be younger than my mommy?” Xia Qingluo peered at Su Yue in disbelief.
Her eyes were full of innocence and purity. So no matter how blunt or direct she was, her remarks didn’t offend anyone.
Su Yue smiled. “Your mommy is very young too.”
Xia Zimo glanced at Xia Qingluo. “Is mommy very old?”
Xia Qingluo denied it. “No, you’re just a little older than Ming Beichen’s mommy.”
Su Yue and Xia Zimo chortled when they heard the girl’s response.
The rest of the parents were still at the door. Some of them hadn’t seen their child in a long time and they were all busy chatting.
Beibei and Xia Qingluo had attracted attention since they were the top two students in their year. To top it off, their mothers were so beautiful and young. It made the rest of their classmates green with envy.
When they heard them laughing and chatting, the rest of them secretly rolled their eyes.
“Ming Beichen, she must be your stepmother.”
Suddenly, a boy strode to Beibei and jeered loudly.
Beibei straightened his back and snapped, “She is my birth mother.”
He didn’t even flinch when he told a lie, as though he wasn’t guilty at all.
The boy sneered. “Continue to brag. Your birth mother is already dead.”
Su Yue went pale. Even Xia Zimo’s expression hardened.
This boy was too rude and insulting.
“How could you say something so rude?” Su Yue glared at the boy as she lectured him. She pulled Beibei towards her and put her arms around him to protect him.
The boy’s mother stepped forward. She was in her mid-thirties, and she had long voluminous curls. She reached her son and put her hand on her son’s shoulder. With a fake smile, she said, “Sorry. Children speak without thinking, but they always speak the truth.”
There wasn’t an ounce of sincerity in her apology at all.
‘Children always speak the truth, what a scheming woman!’
Su Yue sneered quietly to herself, and she retaliated with sarcasm. “That’s true. He had learned all this under your excellent guidance.”
The boy’s mother was seething with anger when she heard this. She pulled her son and snapped, “Let’s go.”
She turned around and was about to leave with her son.
The boy took a step but then halted. He taunted Ming Beichen once more. “She must be your stepmother. Your father found a young mistress.”
Anger leapt inside of Beibei and he clenched his fists. He stepped forward to punch the boy.
Before he could punch him, a tiny figure blocked his way. “Xiaojun, if you dare to say another word, I will punch you.”
Xia Qingluo pointed at the boy’s nose as she glared at him.
